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... familiar: three quick raps, pause, two more, pause, then a final decisive knock. Only one person I knew had that particular pattern.
"Coming," I called out, rising from my cultivation mat and stretching muscles that had grown stiff from sitting in lotus position for the better part of two hours. The morning light streaming through my window suggested it was still early, maybe an hour past dawn. Most outer disciples would still be asleep, but Wei Lin had always been an early riser.
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